My Iyashikei Game Chapter 842: Until I get what I want
The latest URL: Since the establishment of the school, there has never been such a scene.
No one was injured in the two classes that won the black building, and all the children were brought back intact.
In a catastrophe, a child with a special personality represents hope, and Yan Lan protects the fire in the stronghold by herself.
The faint light scattered on her long hair, and those fearless eyes seemed to declare war on the city occupied by ghosts.
Blood slipped down the metal on the arm, tough, domineering, majestic, and many people couldn't help but bow their heads slightly.
Boom!
Yan Lan tugged the rusty chain behind him, merged with hatred, and the principal who had turned into a ghost fell to the ground.
The scattered fragments of resentment fell behind her like a black snow.
The pitch-black boots stepped on the principal's back, filled with hatred, but he couldn't break free from the chains in Yan Lan's hands.
"The former principal traded the lives of the students with the hatred of the black building, and regarded the children as his bargaining chips. He is no longer a respected and tolerant personality. A ghost!
"As you can see, he did all the blood sacrifices, massacres, and severance of contacts with other strongholds
People's accumulated anger is aroused, and all negative emotions have a catharsis point.
I don't know who was the first to yell out the words to kill him. Slowly, the public opinion was raging, and the crowd was excited. The very few management who knew the truth in advance did not dare to resist at this time.
"In his mind, human life has become a commodity that cannot be traded. These children with awakened personalities are even lower than ghosts."
Turning the iron chain, Xing Cui locked the headmaster's neck, holding his hatred above the powerful light.
"When disaster strikes, some people resist with all their might. They are self-serving and sacrifice everything. Some people are immersed in the darkness and lose their humanity. We forget our own personality, and our eyes are dimly lit. "
The hate-ridden principal is struggling in the morning light, I am like a poor monster, beautiful, disgusting, and disgusting to everyone.
"Those who want to submit to ghosts, pay homage to their last king, that's what happened to them.
Amidst the angry shouts of the crowd, the metal spikes on Han Fei's back pierced his skin, and the terrifying tattoos under his body were stained with blood. Headmaster's head.
An extremely ear-piercing scream sounded, and the principal of hatred was pierced by Han Fei in the light, turning into a white mist all over the sky.
At the same time, Yan Lan, who was standing in front of Class One, almost lost her footing. In order to cooperate with Han Fei, she called out the principal,
In less than a minute, my mental pollution index increased again.
Killing the principal who turned into a ghost, protecting all the students, and finding out all the plots in the stronghold, Xing Cui, who has a fearless personality, gained the trust of the survivors in the stronghold in an instant. You have a very charismatic personality, you are always at the back of the charge, and you go out every night to hunt ghosts and save people. All the great things you have done in the future are gathered together to give you your current prestige
"The old principal has been conspiring with Bai Lou to sacrifice everyone in the stronghold. He destroyed the food processing factory and polluted the water. The way out." Xing Cui loosened the chain in his hand and pointed to the depths of Area C: "The Disaster Investigation Bureau, one of the eight existing small human strongholds in Xinhu, we have sent an invitation to you. Xiaojia must not have any worries, on the way You will **** them all the way! Just like taking those children back to school in danger, you will send them all to the new stronghold safely! "
Food and water sources have become problems, and the survivors of the stronghold have no way out.
"After the new principal is voted out, you will lead everyone for the time being." Han Fei looked at the crowd: "If there is no one to help, go back and pack your things as soon as possible. If you set off two hours ago, you should be able to Arrive at the Disaster Investigation Bureau before dark."
Before a brief hesitation, most of the survivors followed Han Fei's words and went back to pack their things. The remaining few had no choice but to follow the crowd.
Things went even smoother than expected, and even Director Crow told the students to go back and pack their things if there was any voice of approval.
Going to the school, although he didn't say it clearly, everyone now regarded Han Fei as the new principal.
"They also agree with what you said." Han Fei walked through the crowd and walked behind several teachers and director Ya.
"He's too impulsive. If you do that, it's like tearing your face apart with two white buildings. He dragged all of you into a safe vortex." Director Crow's pupils reflected Han Fei's figure: "You need an explanation
"There's nothing to explain, you've wanted to do that for a long time." Han Fei clenched his fists together.
"Is he assisted by the Disaster Investigation Bureau? With his ability alone, there is no way to kill the principal." The leader of class 7, Ying Yan, has a bad face. He has always been regarded as the heir by the principal, but now the principal is dead.
"Really?" Han Fei smiled and left without saying a word.
"Director Crow, are you just letting him go? Sooner or later, his personality will cause chaos!" Yingyan has a dual personality. He is usually cold and kind, and treats everyone well. It will become clear and terrifying, and its eyes will be full of malice.
"What do you do? Does he think you can do all that by yourself?" Director Crow's eyes moved under the other teachers in the school, and I suddenly found that Yan Lan had seen him: "Outside the school, you can do it yourself. Without my teacher helping you, you seem to have overlooked a terrible person.”
"Honest?"
"Endless greed and madness, burning all ambitions! You should have thought of it earlier, but unfortunately you were deceived by that guy deliberately trying to be brave." Did Director Crow continue that topic? I seemed to have thought of something, and turned towards Walking towards the office building: "The principal is dead. There are not many key things to take away outside the school. He will follow you."
Director Ya and Yingyan retreated into the office building slowly, and the office building today is extraordinarily quiet.
Down the stairs, we ran all the way to the door of the principal's office. When we were about to open the door, we found that the lock under the door hadn't been broken.
White mist exuding a catastrophic aura seeped through the crack of the door, Director Ya's pupils dilated, and he pushed the door open forcefully.
"Morning, Director Crow."
Yan Lan's voice sounded in the principal's office. He was sitting in the principal's chair with his legs crossed under the table, shaking the ghost blood outside the bottle with one hand.
The principal has eight white boxes, each of which contains the things he exchanged from the white building, and now these eight white boxes are placed in the center of the desk.
The first box contains two intact hearts of resentment and seven bottles of ghost blood, the seventh box contains important school documents and all confidential files, and the eighth box Xing Cui has no way to open. It itself is alienated from an ordinary resentment, killing it will cause everything outside the box to be destroyed.
"Xiaocheng!" Yingyan followed Director Ya, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in my eyes, Yan Lan's seat should belong to me.
Director Crow reached out to stop Yingyan, and hurriedly retreated into the office: "The old principal was killed, and the things he left behind should be owned by the school. You should keep the eight white boxes for now, until everyone is in danger." Fair distribution afterwards."
"The things left by the old principal should naturally belong to the old principal." The coin on Xing Cui's fingertips flipped in the air,
The suffocating white mist of greed escaped, and the headmaster who merged with hatred quietly emerged and stood behind Yan Lan.
The piercing hatred was like a storm, and Director Crow, who was about to reach out his hand, was so overwhelmed by the terrifying aura that he couldn't lift his head.
"Principal? He, he swallowed the principal?!"
"The box is out there, does he dare to take it?"
Yan Lan drank the ghost blood out of the cup, and the smile on her face was creepy!
The door of the office was closed, and the path of director crow was blocked by the disease and the constant.
"Gaocheng, what do you want to do?" Yingyan had thought that Yan Lan would be so bold, drinking ghost blood, and swallowing the principal, how can this be something that humans can do?
"There are many things you want to do, such as lead the survivors back into the investigation bureau, rebuild the school, kill all the bad guys who don't follow the rules, and take back the city occupied by ghosts."
"Let's be realistic, there is nothing that humans can't do." Director Ya withdrew his hand, and he stared at the front white box under the desk: "You keep two of the eight boxes, and I and Shadow Flame took one away, I have already made a big concession."
"You don't have to wrong yourself, the box is there, if you want to take it, you can take it." Yan Lan stared at Director Ya's eyes, and the white mist of greed gathered in front of me.
"This world has become different from before. He has unsatisfied greed, but his burning ambition will kill him sooner or later!" Director Crow finally stepped back.
"You want to save fewer people, is that greed? You want to take back the city occupied by ghosts, is that ambition?" Yan Lan stood up from the seat: "They dare to do it If you do what they want to do, if they dare to kill you, if he thinks that is greed, then you are indeed the smallest careerist outside that city."
The coin of fate was spinning under the white box, Xing Cui opened his arms recklessly: "Nothing is impossible, I will kill all the ghosts that do not block the way, clean up all the ghost buildings in the city, Push back the clouds and smash the shrines until everything is as you wish!"
A pitch-white abyss of greed appeared in front of Yan Lan, burning with raging white flames, and countless resentments were howling happily.
Yan Lan, who has a healing personality, is incomparably compatible with the humble and greedy personality. We all have the same idea buried in our hearts - kill the owner of the shrine!
"Madman, what a lunatic... Director Crow looked at the phantom of the abyss of personality in front of Yan Lan, completely abandoned the box left by the principal, turned around and left with Yingyan.
Putting away all grievances, Yan Lan sat under the principal's chair again, when the office next to her was suddenly pushed away, and Han Fei walked in.
"He really intends to take back the city occupied by ghosts?
"Of course." Yan Lan raised her head and glanced at Han Fei: "Everything I just said is my truest thought,
Whether you believe it or not, I will move towards that goal, even if I am the only one who persists in the end.
"Please pay attention to player number 0000! Han Fei's friendliness will be increased by one!"
Nodding slightly, Han Fei seemed to have a new understanding of Yan Lan: "The road you chose is difficult, but he is not alone."
Xing Cui left without touching the white box containing school secrets.
One and a half hours ago, survivors carrying small and large bags appeared under the streets of the stronghold. Faced with the possible attack of ghosts, everyone relaxed.
"They only need to bring the most important things!"
There were originally more than 7,000 people in the school base. After the principal was killed by Han Fei in front of everyone, some hesitant supporters of the principal fled with their families. Most of them followed the principal and did some shameful things for fear of being implicated. .
There are still a large number of people who are willing to leave, or we think there is no better place to go.
Han Fei waited for two and a half hours before letting the survivors set off before confirming again and again.
Including all the students, there are a total of 8,000 people who are willing to leave with us.
Long queues winding through the city streets, all those without ordinary personalities are on low alert.
Small-scale movement like that can only be done during the daytime. Once it is daytime, all ghosts along the way will stare at us, and their hatred will also be attracted.
"The patients you picked up from the Eighth Psychiatric Hospital are still here at Yinshang. After sending the survivors to the Disaster Investigation Bureau~IndoMTL.com~, you have to go there.
Yan Lan has always been curious about who the gods worshiped by Yin Shang are. It stands to reason that there should only be happy gods in the memory world of the shrine, unless there are other indescribable wills in me outside the shrine.
Several hours passed, Xing Cui opened the way, and after Yan Lan stopped, although many ghosts were encountered along the way, no casualties were caused.
Until it was getting darker in the afternoon, some survivors in the team panicked inexplicably, and Yan Lan also began to experience auditory hallucinations, as if someone had been calling Low Cheng's name in my ear.
"Did this ghost find the wrong person?"
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